A douchbag or a dumb-butt?
THE SET:
11:30 on a brilliantly windy Thursday night, 7th floor of the skyscraping "P-Town" form, room B-706.
THE PLAYERS:
The Culprit
The Student
The Roomie
The Boyfriend
The Friend
The Great Unwashed Masses
The Alarm
The Student has gone to bed and after having done certain things before The Roomie appeared, is valiantly trying to get some sleep after The Roomie has meandered in before her wake up time of 6:45!
The Student: Oh my, there's the sound of boys laughing and running up and down a hallway. Are they on my floor?! Don't they know that they must be QUIET after 10 PM?! They are surely more than two doors away!
The Roomie moans quietly and shifts in her bed. A piercing siren noise is heard.
The Student: Say, that's an alarm! By golly I hope it says 'Stand By' and not 'Evacuate!'
The Alarm: An emergency has been declared in this building. Please exit the building by the nearest fire exit or stair. Do not use the elevators. Repeat, do not use the elevators. BEEP BEEP BEEP.
The Student: (Aside)smurf! (Aloud)What do you want to bet that was those guys we heard a couple of minutes ago?
The Roomie: (groggily) Mmhmm.
The Student and The Roomie climb out of their beds to join The Great Unwashed Masses, some of whom were trying to get washed but were ousted from their bathing by The Alarm. There is a general herdlike movement completely unlike the behavior that would take place had anyone actually believed there was an emergency.
A Great Unwashed Mass: Hey, do you guys smell burnt popcorn?
Another Great Unwashed Mass: Hey you know, SMURF these stairs!
Precious minutes later, The Student arrives in the safety of the brilliantly windy night and scans the horizon for The Boyfriend
The Student: Oh! The Boyfriend!
The Boyfriend: Hey there. They embrace.
The Friend: Nice night out! So, do you know what happened?
The Student: My guess is that it was the douchbags running around the hall laughing did it for FUN
The Boyfriend: I bet there was some dumb-butt trying to smoke pot in their dorm room!
The Friend: You know, I think I heard some guys running around on our dear old Fourth Floor. Maybe there's something to that!
Two Great Unwashed Masses come in for the gossip
A Great Unwashed Mass: Hey you know what? I bet some guy was smoking right in front of his smoke detector!
Another Great Unwashed Mass: I bet he would say 'oh I was just standing in front of it, and my finger slipped on the trigger!
Our heroes move away from these dorks.
The Student: Holy crap! A firetruck!
The Boyfriend: Holy crap, another firetruck!
The Friend: SWEET! Three firetrucks!
The Student: Lol, I guess this wasn't a drill, even though that's obvious since we had a drill LAST THURSDAY NIGHT
The Boyfriend: Yeah, well we didn't take part in that one, remember! We had just got back from that concert!
The Friend: Huh? Last Thursday? Oh right, I wasn't here because I had TWO HOUR PHYSICS LAB AT 7:30 PM
The Student And Boyfriend: ^_^
The Student: Oh look, the trucks are leaving :(
The Boyfriend and Friend: :(
The Student: I guess we might as well head back around.
There is a mass influx into the building. The Great Unwashed Masses desire greatly to return to their washing, sleeping, or perhaps running up and down corridors laughing. The trek up the stairs is long and arduous, mostly because The Great Unwashed Masses are in no hurry, as they don't have 7:30 AM Chemistry
The Student: Man these people are so slow.
The Boyfriend: You want to stop by my room on the fourth floor and wait for everyone to get cleared out?
The Student: Do I!?
Inside The Boyfriend's room:
The Student: Hey, how did that song go that was in that show we watched this evening at Sugoi! Anime!?
The Boyfriend: I'm not sure. Let's look for it on youtube!
The Student: My thoughts exactly, what were some keywords?
The Boyfriend: The school was called Cromatie High
The Student: Oh yeah! Here it is! YouTube - Cromartie HS - Ep3,Chorus of that song [Spanish subs]
They hum along
The Student: Well, I guess we should go to bed, 6:45 will come early this morning.
The Boyfriend: I set my alarm to 6:50, actually.
The Student: (Aside): SMURFER!
The Boyfriend: I'll walk you to the elevator.
They embrace passionately before parting
The Student: Goodnight! I love you!
The Boyfriend: I love you too. Night :)
The Student journeys back to the 7th floor of P-Town, and crawls into her bed wishing the morning would not come. After a great while, she falls asleep and dreams.
FOUR HOURS LATER:
There is a loud CRACK! of lightning!
The Student: (Internally) SMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURFZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Fin
